(OPEM RECOMMS) A collection of one-shots centered on our Simon "Ghost" Riley. 🤭 2nd person. Juicy SMUT 🍋, Power Plays, Angst. Fluff included!

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

Soapghost story, sad and $u!c!d@l Soap

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish has some unhealthy coping methods. But some of his coping methods are less unhealthy too.

A GhostSoap fic about Soap being the God of Light, while Ghost is the God of Darkness

Ghost was never part of 141. He was never the Good guy. Task force Wraith took him in and Made him a killer...a monster. his task? wipe out 141 before they destroy Task force wraith. and Ghost never fails a mission... that's until he meets John "Soap" MacTavish I'm going to be trying something different.. I'm trying to write in 3rd person instead of my usual 1st person so I'm sorry if it's bad

hey everyone !! i orginally wrote the idea for this fic on tiktok, my account is "theangelofthursday", basically i have never ever played CoD, only read fics about it, i thought ao3 would be better for a fic like this, but i do not have an account, and are too lazy to make one, so i posted on here where i do. (yes i know you can post annoymously on ao3). Anyway this is my first CoD fic like ever, i will probably include very very small amounts of Gaelic and Scottish slang as i do not want to get any of the terms wrong 😭. Have fun with this lewl i am not paying for any therapy btw and am not responsible for any heartshattering emotions you may feel. (: adios. Summary: Soap is a valued, loyal and useful member of the 141. His only flaw? Being in love with his superior, Simon "Ghost" Riley. Just when Soap thinks the situation can't get any worse.. A certain someone comes back into the crew and latches onto Ghost. What will he do now? Fight for him? Or die trying? Only time can say.

The new guy in the 141, Soap, doesn't have a filter when it comes to flirting. Ghost has no idea how to cope with that. He can't afford to lose face in front of his peers, so he decides to just... play along. The problem is, they keep getting closer, so Soap decides they must be dating. In fact, it is so obvious, everyone agrees- everyone but oblivious Ghost. He is just happy to make a friend, to finally be able to share his past with someone, until he slowly realizes his feelings are growing into much more than friendship. Crossposted on Ao3, Username Hochseeperle

Just a few oneshots about our favorite lads

Being a part of Captain Price's Special Task Force 141 was no easy work. Often away from loved ones for extended amounts of times, dropped in the middle of nowhere, with intelligence that could crumble life and society as we know it today or could launch another world war with only your closest battle buddies being there to support you; sometimes it was someone you had only known for six months being on your six and trusting they were going to get you out alive. Being killed or captured was always a threat and work was never easy. Missions often went sideways, and you sometimes only had the supplies in your bag with the clothes on your back. Blood often stained the hands of the members of the 141, they flirted with the grim reaper often, and any distractions could risk your life on the field. So why couldn't the tall Manchester rainstorm get the short Scotland sunshine out of his head? Copyright pxnkedniall Words: 92,330 Something in the Orange - Zach Bryan These characters are from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II (2022) developed by Infinity Ward and published by Activision Part 1 of It's Not Living (If It's Not With You) book two: The good I'll do https://www.wattpad.com/1306237308-the-good-i%27ll-do-ghost-x-soap-i